A/N. Yes, this is another story I am working on. No, I have not abandoned my other stories, and they shall be updated hopefully once every week. No, this will not be slash, which is very unlike me.

This is being Co-written with Brit66.

The story behind the story.

Me and Brit66 were just hanging out in my pool, when Brit66 said I should write a story about Ginny. I told her, she would have to help me write it. Well, she agreed of course, or I wouldn't be posting this, now would I? We spent about two hours just talking about how we would write it, while trying to swim at the same time, not a pretty picture says Brit66. Anyways, we decided to start writing immediately. So, four hours later, the prelogue as been posted. We will try to update as much as possible, but it most likely won't be updated once everyweek, unless my mom doesn't care that she comes over at least one day out of the week, but I don't see that happening. So, we will write as much as possible withen the two days we are togther.

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Prologue

11 years ago

Lily and James had been arguing again. Lily finally called Peter up to the house to watch the one year old Harry Potter. She couldn't stand yelling at anyone when Harry was near. She didn't want her little boy growing up in a house of a broken family. James agreed to go somewhere else with her and let Peter watch his son.

Peter couldn't be any happier. Finally he could finish his mission his Lord had sent him to do. After making sure that Lily and James would be gone long enough to complete his mission, Peter summoned his Lord at the front of the hidden house.

" What is it Wormtail?" Lord Voldemort asked his eager follower, irrational not at all missed from his tone of voice.

Peter or as everyone calls him, Wormtail, nervously answered. " Mi'Lord, I have good news. Lily and James has finally let me watch the Potter brat."

Voldemort's eyebrow rose. " Well, why are we standing out here? Take me to the boy, now."

" O..of course, Mi'Lord."

Wormtail quickly granted Voldemort access to the house and showed him Harry's room. Baby Harry was staring up at the ceiling when the two entered. There were a few toy blocks floating in the air around the baby. Harry giggled at them, his tiny little hands reaching up for them.

" Ah, so this is the brat that is prophesied to ruin me." Voldemort watched Harry play with the blocks a few more moments before deciding that it was time for the boy to die.

" Any last wishes, Potter, before you breath your last breathe?" Voldemort asked, sarcasm dripping of his voice.

Harry just giggled, making one of the blocks hit Wormtail in the head, then giggled some more.

Voldemort snorted and raised his wand...

Thirty minutes earlier.

Severus walked through the door, ignoring James' glaring. Lily sighed and motioned the Potion Master to follow her. Going up stairs, she shows Severus Harry's room.

" Are you sure this will work?" Lily asked anxiously.

Severus nodded. " It'll work, Lily. Just as long as you love Harry, the spell will work." He placed his hand on her shoulder, hoping to calm her down.

" Oh, this is just so terrible. Why did my boy have to be the Chosen one? Why?" Tears running down her face.

" Don't worry, my love, Harry will be safe. I'll make sure of that." Severus said, his voice soft.

Lily held her stomach, shaking her head. " I'm pregnant again. It's James' child this time..."

Severus shushed her. " It'll be alright, I swear. Let me put the spell on Harry and when the time comes, I'll put the spell on this child." Severus motioned to her stomach.

Lily nodded and told him to go on.

Severus made several different runes and markings in a circle on the floor. Placing young Harry in the center he cast the spell.

" Proteggere questo bambino, proteggere questo bambino da quelli che nocerebbe lui. Tessere la sua magia intorno il bambino. Lasciare la guida di amore della madre lui attraverso la sua vita. Lasciare questo basta tenerlo dal danno. Dunque il granello che รจ!"

Thirty Minutes Later

" Avada Kedavra!" Green light flew from Voldemort's wand and was supposed to hit Harry, but a purple force field surrounded the boy. The spell bounced from the force field and struck Voldemort in the chest.

An anguished scream broke through the silence. Grey mist rose from Dark Lord's crumbled body.

Harry's wail could also be heard, blood dripping from his forehead.